holyhell, youre beautiful. you look like sunshine trapped in mason jars and fireflies stuck in moonbeams. you have a smile that punches straight to the spinal cord, did you know that? i just spent the last five seconds rebooting my heart, training my lungs how to breathe again. exhale, inhale. it should be simple but youve snarled it all in a giant mess. im unwinding the ball of yarn into a straight jacket and youre as unaffected as the sea. id say im a boat but im hardly as sturdy. im a feather. its almost funny how little a chance i have of staying afloat. im soaked and matted and sinking into the undertow. and youre just churning on and on and on.

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i saw you today and said how have you been?but what i meant was:

have you lost as much sleep as i have? ive spent 3256 hours trying to piece together the exact curves that make your eyes better than every other homo sapien out there and im still sitting at the start line with nothing but a frown and a blank sheet of paper. im tired. are you? im barely treading water here, carry the conversation a little, throw me a bone. great, look what youre making me do, im mixing metaphors now. my thoughts are like those rubber balls that bounce everywhere except where you want them to go. im so busy chasing after them that im forgetting to focus on standing up straight. oh. shit. i think i need a cane.

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i saw you today and said i havent seen you in foreverbut what i meant was:

ive seen you, but it wasnt with these eyes. youve been playing tag with my sanity, running from behind the corners of memories and diving into the dark pools of my insecurity. still waters run deep. hah. youve been on my most wanted list and i havent been able to pin you in a corner. youve slipped through the cracks and ive been chasing you with a moth-eaten butterfly net. if i could only catch you, waldo, id stick you in a box and get some peace of mind. but, no, youre having too much fun tying me up in knots.

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i saw you today and said yeah, we should hang out sometimebut what i meant was:

lets get married. just kidding. but no, lets fall in love. lets fall out of ordinary. i think we could be something magical. i dont know if i believe in magic but i believe in you. that has to mean something, right? you smell like the ocean and dust, that cant be right but i cant think of another way to describe it. no one smells like you do. pheromones? something like that, but youve got me hook, line and sinker. youre like diet coke on summer days and clam chowder in the winter. so right it hurts. so perfect nothing could ever top it. except ginger ale and mac and cheese. but i imagine youre like that too.

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i saw you today and said talk to you soonbut what i meant was:

think of you soon. except in my mind soon means now. there is no lag, im already up and running with the next thought like olympic relays. trust me to not drop the baton. do you like to run? i sometimes run down my street in heels in the rain because it makes me feel like im in a black-and-white movie and youre waiting for me at the railroad tracks. except i dont live near a train station and even at night, flowers on my street are overbright. thats okay, its just a thought. ill get a new one soon. like about how when you hugged me, my nerves seared against the backside of my skin and my tongue folded against the back of my throat. thats a nice thought. ill run with it a while.

{"neon heart day-glow eyes, a city lit by firefliesthey're advertising in the skies for people like usand i miss you when you're not aroundi'm getting ready to leave the groundoh you look so beautiful tonightin the city of blinding lights"--U2

full title: if you keep getting under my skin, i'm going to have to shed it.

drew [link] to accompany the piece.go check it/her out. she is really brilliant.

hehe I had a huge smile on my face while i was reading this, it's cute, and also funny. It's true!

I love this, i really do!I was looking through your poems, hoping to maybe find one about that feeling where you are kind lost and you really just don't know how you feel...But instead i found this, and while it was not what i was looking for, it made me realize what i feel. I'm not lost anymore. Thank you

i don't know if i commented this before, i probably did, but it doesn't matter.this is beautiful and it made me cry, because yet again, you've plucked out my feelings and laid them out in a way so beautiful it just doesn't feel real.i haven't seen him again since he left, but i know that this is what will be happening to me when i do.thank you

Once again, no words. How do you describe something that can't be described? lol Though you are amazing at that! I adore the view point of this and how it translates what the writer really wants to say.

you have a smile that punches straight to the spinal cord, did you know that? i just spent the last five seconds rebooting my heart, training my lungs how to breathe again. exhale, inhale. it should be simple but youve snarled it all in a giant mess.

ive spent 3256 hours trying to piece together the exact curves that make your eyes better than every other homo sapien out there

so perfect nothing could ever top it. except ginger ale and mac and cheese. but i imagine youre like that too.

" holyhell, youre beautiful. you look like sunshine trapped in mason jars and fireflies stuck in moonbeams. you have a smile that punches straight to the spinal cord, did you know that? i just spent the last five seconds rebooting my heart, training my lungs how to breathe again. "

Oh my god. I just love the emotion in this. I really do.I can't really put it into proper words, but you've hit the nail on the head on the issue of teenage hormones.Ugh. Screws with your life. Your every thought. And you've put that into 4 nice little passages with some comedy there. GOD I'M WATCHING YOU NOW.

And I would fave the 4 or 5 things I've read from you, but I refuse to fave bomb, so I'm sorry about that.